June 14, 2010

Reading Confession #1

I'll start with a confession: I don't read as much as I think I should.

I sure don't read as much as I used to. When I was a kid, my parents had to make a rule that I wasn't allowed to read while I was walking. I'd go to the library and check out the maximum limit of 12 books, and I'd finish them all before they were due two weeks later. In some recent years, my total book count for the year isn't much greater than 12. The explanation has little to do with reading longer books than as a child.

Like everyone else, I blame the internet. It's not an internet-created concentration problem that keeps me from opening a book. It's that there's so much I want to read (and watch and listen to) online that I don't seem to have enough time left to read even a fraction of the novels I'm interested in.

I love living on the internet, and I expect to do even more online in the future, not less. That includes talking about the books I read and what I learn from them. So I'll be trying to allocate more time in my days for reading. Maybe eventually reading too much can be the internet's fault, too.


mamagotcha said...

Nothing of substance to add, except that I'd like to hear more about how you regulate yourself regarding the net.

Lisa Eckstein said...

Thanks for asking this, because it reminded me to re-implement a good habit I've neglected lately: turning off my wireless connection while writing. My internet coping techniques aren't that impressive, but I'll think about what I've figured out and make a post about that.

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